Red Saree
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If my words make you blush… imagine what’ll happen when I look at you the way your saree deservesAwwww ... Thank youYou always make me blush by the sweetest replies
Us colleague ko bas color dikha… mujhe toh magic bhi nazar aayaOne of my colleague called me "Laal pari" todayVahi se inspire hokr aayi...hahaha
Aa jao mujhe khatron se khelna aata HaiHan .. aarhi hu khatra bn k tumhari taraf
Awwww.. this makes me blush even moreIf my words make you blush… imagine what’ll happen when I look at you the way your saree deserves
HeheUs colleague ko bas color dikha… mujhe toh magic bhi nazar aaya
Thank you dear
One day yuhh nd mehh on red carpet !Me and My Red SareeView attachment 350868
– a girl's ode to her favorite color
There’s something about a red saree I wear,
Like poetry flowing through the morning air.
It wraps around me not just in thread,
But in stories my heart has silently said.
When I drape it, I feel complete,
A rhythm in every pleat so neat.
It sways with grace, it holds my fire,
Both elegance and bold desire.
Red is not just a color, it’s a mood,
A whisper of strength in quietude.
It makes me blush, it makes me shine,
Like every moment in it is simply mine.
I don’t wear it for glances or gaze,
I wear it for how it sets me ablaze.
In that red, I’m a queen, I’m a flame,
No apologies, no need for fame.
So let the world spin in black and white,
I’ll wear my red — fierce, soft, and bright.
For in this saree, I find my art…
A woman in love with her own heart!
Jalil auratHuh.. is barbaadi mei hume maza aata hai
Tumhare gale lag ke aise fat jaunga
You are welcomeThank you dear
As a typical Bengali girl...saree is always being ny first priority... To show of to flex and it's literally makes me feel unstoppableMe and My Red SareeView attachment 350868
– a girl's ode to her favorite color
There’s something about a red saree I wear,
Like poetry flowing through the morning air.
It wraps around me not just in thread,
But in stories my heart has silently said.
When I drape it, I feel complete,
A rhythm in every pleat so neat.
It sways with grace, it holds my fire,
Both elegance and bold desire.
Red is not just a color, it’s a mood,
A whisper of strength in quietude.
It makes me blush, it makes me shine,
Like every moment in it is simply mine.
I don’t wear it for glances or gaze,
I wear it for how it sets me ablaze.
In that red, I’m a queen, I’m a flame,
No apologies, no need for fame.
So let the world spin in black and white,
I’ll wear my red — fierce, soft, and bright.
For in this saree, I find my art…
A woman in love with her own heart!
I completely agree with you
Ye kaisa talent hTumhare gale lag ke aise fat jaunga
Hahahah.
